Women love the lie that saves their pride, but never an unflattering truth.

Whether you fail or set the world on fire cannot make so very much difference if only you have the opportunity to try for it, to work for it, to think of nothing else!

It is a pretty trick of authors to make nature ever in sympathy with man, but as a matter of fact she seldom is.

A man is more than one being in his life. If the last persists, why not the first? If there be a hereafter for his age, why not for his youth?

genius must ever be imperfect. Life is not long enough nor slow enough for both brain and character to grow side by side to superhuman proportions.

Has it ever occurred to you, that the rich are at the mercy of the poor, not the poor at that of the rich? Who permits us to be rich if not the poor?

Oh, what is young love! The urge of the race. A blaze that ends in babies or ashes.